Blue Titans (Continued): Chapter 1

Blue Titans (Continued): Chapter 1

Continuation of "Blue Titans." Sonic warped into Jump City and met up with the Teen Titans. Now that he's settled in, things can't possibly go south... Can they? Shadow's now with the gang and Slade is ready to strike again. This will be out of this world... or dimension. Credit to Squidkid11.

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A devastating fear hung in the air as Sonic stared in the sky where Shadow appeared from the now vanished portal. His one ticket home slipped through his fingers and now he was stuck for good in Jump City with 'Mr. Sunshine.' Starfire broke the silence.

"Sonic, who is this with you?"

The Blue Blur rolled his head, more out of exhaustion with fighting his rival, in her direction. His glossy stare met her bright eyes. He could barely stand, let alone breath, and his dead weight was supported on Shadow. All he wanted was a nice long nap to get his speed going, but his ego got the best of him and he straightened up a little to appear his normal self. His cocky grin showed and he looked to Shadow.

"Right, introductions. Shadow, meet the Teen Titans," he gestured to the group. "They're the heroes of the city." Then vice versa. "Titans, meet Shadow, the 'Ultimate Moody Life Form.'"

Beast Boy held back a snicker.

"That's Ultimate Life Form to you, Faker," the ebony hedgehog's snarl was heard. Shadow took a moment to observe the scenery around him. "So this is where you've been the entire time?"

Sonic gave a small shrug. "Yeah, tried finding the Chaos Emeralds to get back... but no such luck."

His dark rival sighed under his breath. "I can see how you FAILED," pointedly jabbing at Sonic's pride, "you in this condition."

Sonic leaned back on Shadow and chuckled, "Says the hedgehog who came without an emerald."

Wrong move.

Shadow stepped back and took Sonic's platform with him; the speedster ultimately (no pun intended) fell on his face with a thud.

"Ow!"

"Dude!" The green kid with elf-like ears stepped forward, "why'd you do that?!"

Shadow crossed his arms and looked down on the blue rodent. "Tsk. He deserved it."

Robin gave a long stare at the newcomer but finally softened his gaze; Sonic figured he connected the dots of this being an ongoing thing. The Boy Wonder packed his gear and faced the team. "We better head back to the tower." He turned back to Shadow and his tone was firm, "you'll have to come for questioning."

Shadow scoffed. "Like I'd go with you freaks."

Sonic tensed at his words; this wasn't going to end well. He pushed himself up on his knees and glared at his doppelganger. "Shadow..."

Cyborg marched up to the black hedgehog; his torso met Shadow's head as he towered over him. "Wanna say that again?" To Cyborg's surprise, Shadow turned away and walked on.

"I'm better off on my own."

Sonic shakily rose to his feet. "Uh, Shadow?" He'd seen this way too many times and knew it wouldn't end in Shadow's favor.

Shadow glared behind at Sonic, "I'll find those emeralds you've failed to recover." He crossed his arms and shouted, "Chaos... Control!"

A bright flash lit the streets and the Titans shielded their eyes. Sonic squinted through the white haze in hopes he was wrong; but sure enough, Shadow was still standing there. The explosion of light already dissipated and Shadow staggered around, holding his head.

"Ugh..." His swaying turned into a fall and Sonic lunged out to him.

"Shads!"

Somehow, the Blue Blur gathered enough energy to reach Shadow and stop his fall. He settled the dazed one down and tried catching his breath; this was taking too much out of him. Even with his hyper nature, his eyelids were practically pulling him to sleep. He heard Shadow's groans of fighting unconsciousness and approaching footsteps.

Raven's voice followed after. "What happened?"

Sonic glanced up at her; although her tone was dry, her eyes told another story. He turned back to help Shadow up but said hedgehog smacked the lending hand away and growled weakly, "I don't need your sympathy. I can get up myself." He stood up abruptly but immediately collapsed again.

This time, Sonic didn't have the strength to catch him and the air was sucked out of his rival as Shadow landed on his back. Sonic drew in a breath and sighed. "He's lost a lot of chaos energy." He stared at the Ultimate Lifeform with weary eyes, "unlike me, he lives off it."

Beast Boy piped in, "But didn't you say there's no chaos energy here?"

Sonic's blood froze over and he didn't move. He hadn't thought of it before, but Shadow wouldn't be able to recover like he could. No chaos energy meant no life source and no life source meant... Sonic looked up with cold, green eyes and answered Beast Boy. "Bingo."

The Titans took a moment to process this and Robin was the first to speak. "Then we better get him to the tower. We'll figure it out from there." He turned to the girls, "Starfire and Raven, help them out to the T-car." Starfire nodded and flew to Sonic.

She softly landed and propped him on her shoulder. "Come, Sonic," she slowly led him to the backseat, "we will heal your friend."

He didn't lift his head but a soft chuckle proved he was awake. "If that's what you call him."

Coincidentally, he heard Shadow's warning growl behind. "Don't even try it... I don't need your sympathy." Sonic didn't need to look to know who he was talking to. He heard Raven's voice afterwards.

"I can carry or levitate you." Her tone hardened, "you're coming with us."

There was a long silence as Starfire helped Sonic into the car and his head fell facing away and his eyes growing heavy. He could imagine Shadow's grumbling about being carried behind him; he was proven right when his rival's muttering about self dignity was heard.

Shadow's growls grew more and more distant as the sounds lulled him into a deep, deep sleep.

Where’s the Beauty in this Beast?: Chapter 2

Little to Sonic’s knowledge, given that he was currently held hostage in Eggman’s ship and had sickening violet sparks electrocuting the daylights out of him, the base of the spacecraft twisted out of socket till hissing to a stop, the entire structure still firmly connected; what originally looked like a spinning top with a ridiculously long (and thick) needle was now turning into something far more sinister… a cannon, not much different from the ARK, was slowly hatching out of its exterior shell, metallic plates unfolding at the seams like a cracked chestnut (if said nut held the power to obliterate planets, of course!). Springs inside the tubular cannon unlatched and stretched out of the nozzle, now giving the base a satellite-like feel to it, crackling energy prepping for fire upon the little blue planet below. Inside the madness of this ship, our little blue friend was also in peril, as Eggman smashed down onto a button in manic voice, calling out, “FIRE!!!”

And with that, Eggman’s latest scheme was unleashed. The cannon went into ignition and swirls of raw negative energy, filling the chamber to the brim, were sent blazing down the bore in powerful magenta flames that scorched anything in their path, the metal of the cannon holding strong with no sign of caving in or combusting. As a single flame, this energy was nothing, merely a lick of destruction for the Earth’s atmosphere, but united with an infinite number of the same, a beam of violet light was formed and was sent shooting down the barrel, out the nozzle and into open space… breaking the sound barrier twice… till smashing into the ocean of Earth’s crust and exploding in a ball of light, the energy burning a hole deeper into the core and growing evermore terrifying. A shockwave from the blast sent all unfortunate life blown miles away from the burning source and inevitably shaking the entire Earth, enough for anyone to feel.

In speaking of feel, that’s all Sonic could do at the moment; that and scream in agony of course, but even that was dying down to desperate growls for any meaning of escape. Wait… growls? He didn’t have time to second guess as more pain flared up his spine and sent him crawling on the ground, the bloodthirsty violet sparks that dug into his flesh being his only companion.

Something was emerging, and he couldn’t quite place it, but intriguingly was connected to the brutality the planet below him was facing. The cracking of bones and plates sounded as both shifted in their designated owner, the latter crumbling at the seams and making way for the something to emerge out of the depths. The former was more metaphorical as a new darkness swelled in Sonic’s mind, his fur mutating into thicker, courser, navy blue fur and his eyes shooting open as he faintly eyed his change through the blinding sparks of light and fire consuming pain. The something started stumbling in its everchanging form. The something had claws breaking out of its shell and scratching the hard ground, Sonic’s pale fingertips bursting out of gloves and carving into the metallic floor. The something finished its last transition, Sonic’s short, stubby canines elongating into long fangs and his tail growing ever longer till bristling alongside his body, as the beasts from both ship and planet howled (or screeched) into the open night sky.

Finally, the lightning and suffering ended, followed by clanks of stones around the poor… hedgehog? The beast was breathing unsteadily, most of his weight held by his shaking arms till giving out and collapsing effortlessly, the numbing feeling of pain coursing through his veins. Pain… pain… breathe… It was all he could muster to think through ragged breaths as he slowly (and clumsily) tried to regain focus of his surroundings. A muted rough but scratchy voice sounded in his ears, and they flicked away at the annoying sound. Whatever it was and wherever it came from, he had an unrestrainable urge to attack it.

Wait… what sound was it making? It wasn’t anything simple like his clouded mind could produce or catch on. A bark, a laughter, a growl… when had it gotten so hard to understand words? He tried to formulate a complex sentence in his mind, which was a menial task for him usually, but found none of the sounds could quite fit together as one. No, instead, they separated themselves into simple sounds of little meaning or purpose, refusing to work in any which way. Not like the other sounds he strangely felt natural to falling back on. In frustration and exhaustion, both physically and mentally, the beast yielded and chose instead to open his eyes to see dim blue lights glowing in the shadows.

The disgusting voice was now laughing with no sign of stopping and the beast growled as he swayed his head in said direction. A red blob seated a few paces away, cackling with glee and… was that a sense of dominance under that blob’s skin? The beast snarled at the potent smell and that seemed to silence the laughter. Good. Then there was the sound of talking again, nothing but a muted noise in the beast’s ears.

“… Sonic…”

Sonic? That sounded familiar to him, as if it were something important, and the blob was directly looking at him when saying that, so… Was he… Sonic? The clarity in his mind over the word seemed to confirm such suspicions and he silently agreed to it, that he was Sonic and Sonic was him. But all thoughts froze as an invisible wall slid down in front of the red blob and suddenly, the beast felt a pulling at his fur. It grew stronger, pulling at his very being and he clutched onto the small engravings in the floor with his mighty claws, but all was futile. A final gush of wind blew him back and he was swept away into black nothingness with a startled cry, a broken ball of fire and land waiting for its savior down below.

Then, there was nothing.

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Before I get any flames, NO, Sonic does NOT have amnesia when a werehog, rather he has a different mentality in approaching his surroundings and life itself. It might be mistaken as amnesia because he is contemplating of his name, but let me clarify...

Sonic is not contemplating the name, he is contemplating of the word itself. Remember how words hold no significance in his mind unless it's something truly important (or sentimental), so his name would fit in that alley. The same can be said about dogs (believe me, I know from my own Min-Pin mix) for they can be taught words and phrases but do not grasp on the meaning behind the word other than the expected behavior.

Since Sonic's mind is already complex, I'm not degrading his intelligence, and therefore, he can hold more meaning behind words or phrases if they are truly important to him (especially on a subconscious level). This includes his identity (Sonic as a word), relationships (friends and family), and even commands if they are engrained in his head or are purely instinctual.

Whew!! That was a lot. I hope that clears things up and helps you folks get prepared for what is to come. In the meantime, be on the lookout for Chapter 5 of "Blue Titans (Continued)" coming at the end of September (or something)!

Where’s the Beauty in this Beast?: Chapter 3

Freezing winds howled into numb ears as Sonic’s eyes slowly blinked back into reality. When did he fall asleep? He couldn’t remember, nor did he care as the ground came into focus, drawing closer by the second.

He was falling! He glanced every which way to slow his decent but found no objects tall or sturdy enough to do the job. There was a strange tree, with several spinning branches, growing out of a slab of rock… No, focus! Find a way to land.

The only answer he had was to land on all fours, but something was telling him this was gonna hurt. Just as he was about to make a lovely indention into the ground below, a soft green glow circled him, sheltering him in its safety, and slowed his fall to a complete stop in mid-air. All was quiet in his new home and a brilliant warmth graced his thick navy fur as if to pacify his fears swelling in his chest. And it did just that, siphoning the tension from his cumbersome body and swaddling him in this gentle glow surrounding him.

Curiously, he leaned forward and brushed his nose against the translucent walls to sniff, but the moment his black nose pricked the bubble… POP! The glow dissolved into nothingness and sent Sonic tumbling the rest of the way down to the ground. He let out a panicked yelp till smashing headfirst and getting his source of fiber for the day… dirt.

With his head plugged into the earth, he resorted to pushing his massive paws against the mound, using the leverage of his newly acquired weight. After several tugs, he finally managed to yank his head out of the hole, sending himself reeling back thanks to the last push. Shaking his ears clean of dirt, Sonic scooped any dirt out of his mouth with his tongue, the poor muscle getting cut against his new fangs at times.

He stopped his caretaking and frowned at the feeling. This was too weird for him. For the first time, Sonic took a close look at his new appearance; his paws were massive, maybe larger than his head, and were tipped with razor-sharp claws, his once clothed hands now a pale gray for all to see with tufts of snowy white fur sheltering his wrists. His body fur was a dark navy blue, from what he could see, as he could only look at his paws or over his back at his long bushy tail… That was another thing. His short stubby tail had seemed to have mutated and now swept along the ground in a lazy manner. He whimpered at the sight and his tail instinctively tucked between his legs. Like a scared dog. Sonic shook his head at the thought. Not the time to think like that.

He opened his eyes and noticed another additive that was obvious the entire time… He couldn’t stand up. He could support his weight on all fours, but it felt strangely foreign to try and rise on two legs. He tested that theory and pushed back on his forepaws, sending him staggering backwards on his hind legs for a second, before falling backwards and sitting on his hunches in a sloppy fashion. Answering his own question, Sonic let out an indignant huff and scouted his surroundings; might as well see where he’s ended up, anyways.

He was sitting on a hill, dipping into a valley that stretched out into the horizons, breaking into divisions of towns and forests in the far distance, and around Sonic laid the seven emeralds, onyx in color and dead to the world. There were also stones, grass, a purple something on the ground, lavender…

Wait, purple something?

Sonic snapped his head back at the sight and his ears perked. Indeed, there was a violet-red blotch on the ground, adorned with white tufts of fur and strange wings on its back. Crawling ever so quietly, Sonic cautiously approached the creature, the scent of life bathing its form as its tiny chest rose and fell into a soft rhythm… It’s asleep. Sonic circled the stranger, curious as to what it was till a nagging thought crept into his head… that he should greet it. Normally he would have eagerly accepted the thought and had welcomed any person or life with open arms, but the WAY his mind said to greet it was what threw him in for a loop. Maybe it was because the creature resembled a dog also, or maybe it was just him and his dog-mind, but Sonic hesitantly leaned over the tiny body and gave a good whiff. No smell of blood or bodily harm on the creature. Good. He cocked his head and sniffed from behind before lightly sneezing. Yep, definitely a male (what happened to saying guy?). The lump of red-violet fur shifted, and Sonic stepped back in alarm. Was he coming to? Lively amber peeked out from under lashes and the creature mumbled something unintelligible.

Sonic rolled his eyes. With impatience to match his normal self, Sonic nudged the tiny body with his nose and rolled it over. Amber eyes opened again, and this time, came face to face with a row of sharp canines and hard emerald eyes. With a frantic squeak, the creature flew straight into the air, up to Sonic’s head-height, dropped back to the ground, and made a bee-line for one of the lone rocks on the hill for cover. It was muttering foreign sounds again, but the scent of fear was all too familiar. Sonic’s eyes softened at the behavior, and he tentatively took a step forward, but that only sent the creature into another panic episode, its entire body quaking as it cowered behind its only safety. Sonic frowned at the creature. Didn’t he know the rock wasn’t as great of a protector as he was? Why not come to him for safety? What was he so afraid of—

The answer came before the question left. The tiny male was hiding from him. It probably only saw what Sonic now felt like… a huge, grizzly beast with no sense of language, or at least a common one at that. The fact that the creature woke up when Sonic was a breath away might have also been the cherry on top to create a terrifying first impression of himself, and now, all Sonic could do was hope there was still a sliver of hope to atone for his mistake. But how? Talking wouldn’t work, and he might end up scaring the poor thing with grunts or growls, approaching it was a no-no, as that was already proven to be a bad idea, and leaving him would solve nothing. So, what now?

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